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Short and whimsical, about moons and stars and sleep and such. |
When the stars Have children Those children will cry Because the moon Has forgotten This lullaby And if the stars Find their sister who fell from the sky She’d say dreams Are worth trying So learn how to fly Would the stars smile If I sang them a song Would the moonbeams remember And murmur along Please Mr. moon Change all the tides Pull the stars From the ocean And back to the skies Listen night lovelies Just close your eyes And cradle your children Along to my lullaby |